In the Middle of a Splitting Hang-over
I got wasted again last night. And now as I swim through the muddle of memories of whatever transpired during those not-so-lucid moments, I cannot help but smile and think that I have such great friends. How many persons in the world could, after guzzling several mixtures of alcohol, say so many stupid, stupid things in just a matter of hours; force other people to listen to one’s pathetic singing of angry songs over the videoke; punctuate the midnight peace with a slur of cuss words against amour non récompensé; crackle like a hyena non-stop, and still wake-up accepted and cared-for by his or her friends? It was fun; that is all I can say. The glitzy laughter during the night somehow moved me away from my recent self-centeredness, from my preoccupation over the last petty dramas of my life. More important is that it reminded me that I am a fun person, always have been and always will be with or without the hang-ups. Fun has won the game again, thanks to some good old and new friends. Life is good no matter what. No exam in civil procedure and public corp. could lick the inner party-girl within me waiting to be revved up at the end of the day, err, at the end of the sem. Anyways my head still hurts. Better go back to bed. I just can’t resist typing this anyway.

Yes, we happen to have the bestest of friends. Loving, caring and oozing with humor and fun. How lucky we are!
angkulet said this on November 6, 2008 at 12:43 am
very lucky angku! bestest friends are priceless!!! =)
doreen ann said this on November 8, 2008 at 8:02 am